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As soon as he walked out of the small side door, Yan Zimu stopped, lowered his voice and asked Chang Ting, "Senior brother, do you remember the way to find the master?"

Chang Ting nodded, "Didn't Senior Brother meet Master?"

Zi Mu glanced around quickly, this side door was relatively secluded, and no one was moving, "Senior brother, I have already met Master, and I am about to leave the palace now, you can go over by yourself." ”

"Huh?" Chang Ting was very disappointed, "You are leaving, I still have a lot to say to you." ”

Zimu smiled, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Listen to Master's words carefully, and wait for Senior Brother to go back next time, and stay with you in the valley for a while." ”

Chang Ting puffed out his cheeks unhappily and let go of the hand that had been tugging at his sleeve, "You do this every time, and you are not afraid that I will be angry and ignore you again......"

"Senior brother......" Zimu was speechless in distress.

Chang Ting suddenly turned around and ran, "I'm so angry!"

Yan Zimu stood at the door, saw that the back disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye, sighed softly, his body flashed, and he had re-entered the garden.

"Senior brother?"

In the darkness, Chang Ting blinked back with clear eyes.

"Huh, what about people?" she stood in front of the closed side door, and searched around, "This person is too unfunny, so angry that he ran away so quickly!"

On the other side of the door, Yan Zimu was smiling bitterly and secretly holding his forehead and sighing.

He heard a movement coming, but he didn't expect it to be his quirky little junior brother coming back.

It wasn't until he was sure that Changting was leaving again, that she would not come back, that he hurriedly disappeared into the garden.

Changting secretly scolded Yan Zimu as he walked, scolding him for being too big and not caring about himself at all.

Before stepping into the threshold, suddenly, a woman's voice came from not far away, "Wait." ”

Chang Ting's raised feet fell back, first following the voice to look at the palace beauty in pink, and then swept around. Seeing that there was no one else around, she was sure that the woman was indeed calling her.

The beauty was followed by a few eunuchs and palace laves, and at first glance, her identity was not ordinary.

Looking at the familiar pink clothes, Chang Ting's heart moved slightly, and then looked at the approaching beauty's eyes reddened, and he was sure that this was the one who ran out of the rockery in the garden.

The woman looked to be twenty-three or four years old, and was described as coquettish, with a staggered posture and an extraordinary bearing.

Just as Chang Ting was about to ask, the woman had already walked up to her and asked leisurely, "Are you from Sanssouci Valley?"

Changting frowned and arched his hand, "Exactly, I don't know ...... this girl"

"Presumptuous, you actually ......," a palace lady who was holding the woman raised her eyebrows and reprimanded.

Chang Ting was taken aback, and stopped looking at the group of masters and servants carefully.

The woman raised her hand to stop the Gong E's reprimand, and continued to look at Chang Ting's face, "Your name is ...... Baili Changting?"

Chang Ting was surprised, "This girl, how do you know your name?

I saw that the woman's Zhu Jiao hooked, a slight sneer hung on her face, and she turned around and walked in the direction she came from, "Sure enough, it's not a good life......

Chang Ting was stunned there, and was about to chase after him, but he was slapped heavily on the head.

"You stinky boy! Aren't you allowed to run around? I was scared to break out in a cold sweat for my teacher!" Ren Rufeng blew his beard and glared.

Chang Ting had a bitter face, and hurriedly made amends, "The apprentice knows that he is wrong, just now, the senior brother has already taught the apprentice a lesson for the master......"

Ren Rufeng was stunned, "Zimu, do you see ...... Your big brother?"

"Didn't Master tell Senior Brother to find an apprentice?"

"Uh, yes, yes......" Old Man Ren's expression was a little unnatural.

"Master, Senior Brother is in a hurry, what is the matter with you?"

"Little things...... Don't ask around!Go back and sit down with the teacher!" Ren Rufeng raised his hand and twisted it on Changting's ear.

Changting wanted to cry without tears, and forgot about the palace beauty for a while.

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I entered the palace in a daze, and I left the palace in a daze, and I didn't see any of the big people Changting wanted to see.

She and the old man stayed in an inn in the northern city, and waited for the old man to sleep, but it was almost midnight.

Tomorrow morning, she will go back to Sanssouci Valley, and she lies in bed tossing and turning.

When I got up and pushed the window, the night sky was as gloomy as ink, and the large dark clouds completely hid the moon.

The autumn breeze was cool, and looking at the silent street, her heart ached.

Perhaps, he is also going to get married......

After becoming a parent, he shouldn't be able to fall back to the flower garden......

Suddenly, she closed the window, walked back to the bed, hurriedly dressed, and ran out of the room.

When she stood outside the small courtyard, she was greeted by a door lock.

Running so fast, she couldn't help but bend over and cough lowly.

When the cough gradually subsided, she straightened up to look at the big lock, twitched the corners of her lips slightly, and smiled bitterly.

I had already guessed that this would be the case, he was about to get married, so he naturally lived at home, and Zhan Ling was his own brother, so he naturally had to be busy at home.

In the bleak autumn wind, she slowly walked up the stone steps and sat down.

Her cheeks were sad, and for nearly half an hour, she didn't move her place.

It wasn't until the drizzle fell on her face that she frowned and looked up at the dark sky.

With a sigh, she got up and glanced back at the closed door, raised her arms over her forehead, and ran into the rain.

"Changting. ”

Hearing the familiar whisper, she stopped in astonishment, turned around in surprise and joy in the rain, and looked at the tall figure with an oil-paper umbrella not far away.

In an instant, the tall figure was in front of her, and the umbrella covered the top of her head.

"Why did you come?" Chang Ting looked up incredulously at the handsome face that had been thinking about it for a long time.

Hua Muhan looked down at the much thinner face, and couldn't help frowning, and before he could ask, Changting covered his mouth and coughed low.

"What's wrong with you?" he squeezed her cold hand in concern.

Changting smiled at him disapprerovingly, "It's nothing, I was sick a few days ago, and I haven't gotten better." ”

Hua Muhan's eyes flashed with deep chagrin.

As soon as her waist tightened, Changting's face turned red, and before she could react, Hua Muhan had already flown into the small courtyard with her.

"This ...... Isn't this okay? It is illegal to break into a private house......" Before his feet could be stabilized, Chang Ting muttered in a panic.

Hua Muhan didn't speak, and pulled her to the house where she lived before.

Once inside, he let go of the hand holding her and went to look for the candlestick.

Chang Ting stood there, feeling uneasy.

The candle flame flickered, and he stood by the bed, beckoning to her, "Come and sit down." ”

(To be continued.) )